Nocturne (Open Thread NC-17)

[Nami Amakura]

Nami was tossed out of his thoughts when he felt the pair of arms attached to Alyxandyr around his waist and the man's chin on his head. He smiled, nuzzling back into the stronger man just as he felt hands toying with his clothes again. God this man wanted to get laid. He looked down slowly to watch a hand travel up his shirt and the other slips fingers under his skirt. He shivered gently at the fingers that touched him, a small blush forming on his face as he comprehended the words spoken to him.

" Th...thank you...all my...parents doing..." Nami let out through shivers as the finger brushed over a nub that instantly shivered to life. He gasped as he felt the slippery warmth of Alyxandyr's tongue on his ear, shivering more as his eyes closed. " Al....Alyxandyr....can we...visit...Earth sometime..." Nami panted out, as he pointed a finger out towards a short hallway with three doors. The one straight ahead of the hallway was his bedroom. He turned around now, emerald eyes opening to look up at Alyxandyr as Nami's hands trailed down the older man's shirt. Fingers wrapped around the hem of Alyxandyr's shirt, pulling it up just over his chest so Nami could peck small butterfly kisses against the hot and smooth skin. Sure, he'd give Alyxandyr what he wanted. Soul Mates are Soul Mates and you can't change it. Love can be formed quickly, like falling in love at first sight.

Nami pressed soft kisses on the man's chest and stomach, noting how well built the man was by kissing each built muscle he could see. Remembering the finger against the nub under his shirt, Nami assaulted one of Alyxandyr's with a barrage of kisses before looking up at the white-haired man. A strong blush was visible on his cheeks, as he remembered the question in the elevator. " Umm...to answer your question before...I....I am a virgin..." Nami said, biting his bottom lip as his hands pressed against the man's lower abs.

[Alyxandyr Demitrios]

"I was planning on it... Don't worry, I wouldn't ever... expect you to give up your life entirely.. to live with me." He paused between words as the boy's lips drifted over his body. A soft and short-lived moan escape his lips as the boy's lips drifted over the raised bit of skin on his chest. His legs were reluctant to move, seeing the boy point out the direction of his room, but he severely doubted that it would be wise to take the boy on the living room floor. Somehow, that didn't seem as romantic as it did kinky. Of course, the man was quite into such stuff, but for his mate's first time, he doubted it would've added to the memory's quality to know his virginity had been taken on the floor and ended with a nasty case of carpet burn. He'd wait a while before they tried out different places.

He looked back to the boy, noting the blush on his face with a sly smirk. He really didn't need to be told now. It was quite obvious--to him at least--that the boy was quite innocent in such regards. He was far too nervous, for lack of a better adjective, in the Zercan's eyes. But, the reassurance was nice. Honestly, he wouldn't have minded either way, but it was nice to know that he would be Nami's first and hopefully only. He took his hands from both the boy's chest and underwear, repositioning his right hand on the boy's flushed cheek and his left arm around the small of the boy's back, pulling the boy's body closer to his. Gods he wanted to get into the boy's pants--er, skirt right at that very moment. He leaned forward and took the boy's lips in his own with a passionate kiss, ravaging the boy's mouth as his hand slowly fell from the boy's cheek to the back of his neck.

He pulled away with a slight gasp, having extended the kiss for as long as possible before he absolutely needed to breathe. Without another word, though, he scooped the boy up in his arms bridal-style and set off towards the hall. A wandering hand, in the process, had slid against the boy's bottom and gave it a playful pinch, giving Nami a wink and a grin to accompany it. Alyxandyr walked down the hall as he had been directed by the younger boy, stopping at the door at the end of the hall. "Is this it?"

[Nami Amakura]

Nami was a bit reluctant to answer the statement that once he gave himself to Alyxandyr he'd have to leave Earth for good. Only coming back for visits. What would he tell his family and friends? Let alone what would he tell his bosses and the owner of the Apartment Complex? He'd have to leave all he loved and what he loved just to be with his soul mate? Nami figured the day when he'd leave he'd break down and cry for the first day. At least he'd have Alyxandyr there to help him through it. Nami was pulled out of his depressing thought by the hand on his cheek. He stared up at Alyxandyr as he was pulled closer to him.

Emerald eyes widened as he fell into a kiss, the eyes only closing before Nami's arms wrapping around the older man's neck. When the kiss was broken, Nami was left panting and the sweet taste of Alyxandyr in his mouth. He gasped loudly as he was suddenly picked up, arms still wrapped around Alyxandyr's neck as he held onto his for support. He watched as they headed for his bedroom, blushing gently as the realization sunk in that he wouldn't enter his living room again as a virgin. He epped when he felt the pinch at his bottom, looking up to Alyxandyr to see a wink and a grin. He smiled and laughed a bit, snuggling into the stronger man.

" Yea, that the one..." Nami said, nodding into Alyxandyr's chest as he just waited now. Waited for the claiming and the warmth. Nami's room was rather big complete with: King-sized bed with navy blue silk sheets, a large Japanese fan with a cherry blossom design hanging on a wall, more pictures of him and his family, a flat-screen TV mounted on the wall and a few dressers that had some clothing and other things. There was a nightstand by his bed that had a clock on it and a picture of him and his parents. A couple of empty or half-full boxes of candy where present as well. Nami had a wild sweet tooth.

[Alyxandyr Demitrios]

Alyxandyr smirked at the confirmation, turning the knob to walk inside. He didn't both with closing the door behind him as he moved to the bed with the boy. A few long strides brought him to the edge of the bed where he laid the boy down, following him directly after. He took his place on top of the boy, a knee on either side of the boy's hips. He leaned forward, brushing back the strands of beautiful blonde hair framing the younger boy's face. He leaned in to brush his lips over Nami's in an almost teasing manner. However, he moved past the boy's lips, past his cheek, and pressed them against the boy's jaw. He placed soft, gently, loving kisses down the boy's jawline until he reached his chin. From there, he moved down, placing the same line of kisses down the boy's throat, ending at the boy's collar bone. He sucked on the flesh beneath his lips for a moment before giving it a small bite, not quite enough pressure to break the skin.

The man balanced himself with one hand splayed on the surface of the bed beside the younger boy's head, the other hand working to remove the boy's shirt while trying to keep his balance. To make matters worse, he was attempting such with his left hand. Most human males would've lost their balance with such a task, but the man's innate feline grace kept him from tipping over. When he started to struggle a bit with the shirt's removal, he lowered his hips against the boy's below him, intentionally moving to cause friction between the two of them. It took not much longer until he ridded the boy of the short covering his torso, dropping it to the floor.

"I love you, Nami." He mumbled sweetly, though his voice still was thick with lust. Alyxandyr's red lips descended to the boy's chest again, though this time they found the boy's nipple. He ran his tongue over the darker bit of skin, giving it a slight nip as he dropped his hand to grope the boy's crotch through the cloth again. He really did want to claim the boy right then and there, but drawing this out a bit was nice. He loved the way the boy reacted to his touches and wanted to see even more of them. He wanted to hear the boy moan and call his name. His body had long ached for this.

[Nami Amakura]

Nami let out a breath he had been holding since they entered his room once he was laying on his bed, gazing up at the white-haired man on top of him. He smiled as he felt fingers brush his hair away, giggling at the teasing lips against his own. He watched at the man moved around him, blushing at the kisses that lead to a small bite which made him squeal since he wasn't expecting it. He let out a puff of air out towards his forehead, remembering to prepare himself for anything with this man. His Soul Mate.

Nami watched with glimmering eyes as Alyxandyr skillfully started to remove his shirt, blushing deeply as more of him was shown for the man. Nami gasped out as he felt the sudden weight at his hips, panting at the friction caused by the older man. Once the shirt was completely off, Nami bit his bottom lip as the slender figure that was Nami was now shown to Alyxandyr. This would be the first time Nami had been naked with another person in the room since his birth, but when Alyxandyr said he loved him his worries were washed away.

Nami let out a gasp and moan combination at the grope, shivering beneath the older man. He panted gently, as his arms reached down to fall on Alyxandyr's shoulders. He tugged at the shirt the man wore, pulling it rather gently before eventually getting it off the way completely. Nami dropped the shirt by his own on the floor, hands retreating back up by his head, gripping slightly the silk sheets beneath them. He wanted this now, it all felt so right. " Ahh....A...Alyxandyr..." Nami panted out between breaths, as he shifted slightly underneath the stronger man. He wanted out of these clothes.

[Alyxandyr Demitrios]

Alyxandyr didn't resist a bit as the shirt was tugged off his body, quite enjoying the fact that Nami was actually helping in the removal of clothing. He smiled down at the boy before taking Nami's lips in his own just just a moment. During the course of the kiss, the man had shifted to lift his hips from their current position just enough to let himself begin working at the skirt. He messed with the button for a moment, it giving him a bit of hassle before it fell free. The zipper came down with ease. The older man broke the kiss momentarily so he could pull the skirt from around the boy's hips, letting it drop to the foot of the bed. When he looked back at the boy as smile formed on his lips, still perched above the boy as he began tugging on the next and last article of clothing--the underwear. He tugged at the garment slowly--almost painfully slow, even--until the pair of underwear came free from Nami's ankles to join the lone skirt at the foot of the bed. He would remove his own lower garments in time, but right now, he was too busy letting his eyes wash over the boy's now bare body.

He leaned in for another short kiss, balancing himself again while his other hand roamed. At first his finger started at the hollow of the boy's chest, working down the center of the boy's chest slowly. When he cleared the rib cage, he splayed his fingers and ran all four even slower over the boy's stomach. He hesitated for just a second as he moved past the boy's belly-button, moved even farther 'south' until he gently brushed over the younger boy's length and down to the base again before wandering up just a few more inches to draw circles with his fingertips just below the boy's bellybutton.

"You're a very beautiful." He whispered, placing a peck of a kiss on the boy's lips as he moved the same hand to Nami's hip, running his palm over the skin slowly. He enjoyed touching this boy and being so close to him and knew it could only get better. Again his body was screaming at him to not waste any time with any sort of foreplay and get on to claiming the blonde below him. Normally, he would've caved into this demand, but he wanted to draw this out and make it special for both of them. Even though alyxandyr wasn't a virgin by far, the occurance still held quite a bit of sentimental value and meaning to him, too. This was his first time with his one and only--his destined mate. This would be the only person he had ever and would ever claim to be his own. This boy would be the one to give him a family and happiness, and he would give him that same happiness in return.

He lips migrated again, moving down the boy's chest as the man shifted to make it easier to reach his intended destination. The kisses stopped below the boy's belly button, his tongue dragging over the flesh. He took a bit of the skin between his teeth and gave it a slight nibble, as gently as he could manage, before finishing with the kiss and moving onto a new patch of flesh just a few centimeters away. Again he repeated the process. He hadn't meant for the action to be a teasing one--well, not entirely--but wanted to wait for what the boy had to say. He wanted to hear the boy tell him that he wanted him. Calling his name wasn't enough. He wanted to hear Nami tell him exactly what his mind and body wanted.

[Nami Amakura]

Nami felt very vulnerable at this time for some reason, but it was to be expected when you had an gorgeous twenty-seven year old man undressing you rather sensually while planting kisses all over your body. Nami smiled sweetly up at Alyxandyr, pressing back into the kiss from the man as he felt the shifting above him. Once the kiss was broken, Nami looked down to hands working on getting the skirt off. This sent the boy panting again, his chest rising and falling with each embarrassed breath he took. He watched at the bottom was popped--some pun intended--and the zipper was pulled down. Nami was always a bit self-conscious of someone seeing him like this; in just his underwear now as the skirt fell to the floor. He bit his bottom lip slightly and his face reddened as the skimpy underwear came off next in a rather torturous manner. He now lay there nude for his soul mate, blushing deeply. He hoped he liked what he saw.

Nami looked up at the man above, his eyes closing as he leaned in for another kiss. Nami's arms wrapped loosely around Alyxandyr's neck, fingers lacing around the man's long white hair. Nami shivered as the hand slowly descended down his naked frame, eyes opening gently in the kiss just enough so he could see the man touching him. Though, the eyes opened fully when a hand came between his legs which made Nami cry out; half out of want and half out of surprise. No one had ever touched him like this, everything was so new to him. His stomach bounced up and down as he panted, the fingers drawing circles tickling him slightly.

Nami blushed more out of delight rather than innocence now. Someone actually said he was beautiful and meant it. Usually people said that just wanting to get in his pants, which Nami would always see through and then walk away. This time though, Alyxandyr meant it and Nami knew it. He whimpered and squirmed underneath the man at the touches, hands now placed back on the bed as he clutched the sheets. " Ahh...ahh...a...Alyxandyr....p..please...nnn..." Nami begged through pants, his eyes closed and his face painted over in heat and lust. He wanted the man now, he had ignited the spark in Nami at the moment and Nami wished to be claimed.

[Alyxandyr Demitrios]

A small smirk tugged at the corners of Alyxandyr's mouth. He loved the way Nami called his name and begged with such uneven breath. He wasn't the only one enjoying this. Alyxandyr loved this boy's taste. It was a sweet taste and he longed for it on his tongue again. But, this time, he wanted more. The boy's mouth and skin were wonderful and quite nice, but there was one place his lips had not wandered to... yet. But, that wouldn't be the case for much longer. He looked up, smiling at the boy. "Shh, be patient, love. It will come soon, I promise. But first, I'm still a bit curious.."

He lowered his lips to the boy's lower stomach for one last kiss before shifting again, moving even farther down the boy's front side. His other hand moved to the boy's other hip, now a palm on both of the boy's beautiful hips, his fingers splayed. The Zercan hesitated another moment, a bit disappointed he wouldn't be able to see the entire reaction he would get from his next plan of action, but finding no quick solution. He'd just have to assume. He moved in, soft lips brushing over the boy's head as he took him into his mouth, closing his eyes. His tongue briefly flicked over the end of the boy's erection before his lips slid down even more. While not quite taking him in fully yet, he moved his mouth back up and over the blonde's length again, sucking gently.

Gods, there was no telling how many times he had done this before. It had been a long time since he'd given anyone this sort of attention, though. In the most recent years, he'd simply skipped foreplay and gone straight on to the 'main course'. But Nami deserved this much attention. He deserved a lot. Alyxandyr was going to give him everything he wanted within his power. Anything this younger boy asked of him, he would willingly give. He already had hid body and his love. If he wanted his money, then he would buy anything the boy needed or desired. If he wanted power, he would find some way to grant the boy's wish. He was sacrificing everything to see this boy's happiness. As long as Nami was happy, he would be happy. Already the boy's jovial mood was rubbing off onto him and after he officially claimed him, the feeling would be even more intense.

The man continued the motion, each time reaching a bit farther down the boy's length. His blue eyes, reflecting his lust, slid open a bit, just enough to give the boy a small look and a half-smile as he neared the boy's head once again. He moved his left hand from Nami's hip and between the boy's legs again, one finger momentarily stroking the base of the boy's member before falling even farther to circle his entrance.

[Nami Amakura]

Nami panted loudly, his breath hot and heavy as he whimpered at the waiting game. He never felt this good before from someone he really liked. Nami's mind was in a fog, heat and passion taking over logic and understand as all he wanted was to hear his won voice bounce off the walls in ecstasy. Nami's fingers twitched gently by his head as he was practically toyed with, his body twitching under the touches that sent him into a hazy daze. What could Alyxandyr be curious about? Nami was trying to figure out while the man slowly continued down. Well, Nami got his answer in more way than just words.

The boy cried out loudly, his back arching up gently as he dug his head into the bed beneath him. Hands clutched the sheets tightly as emerald eyes stared down at the white-haired man, a mixture of whimpers and moans slipping past his lips as he watched. Nami's legs withdraw up slightly, his toes clutching the sheets as well as they settled up by Alyxandyr's head. " Ahh...ahh...nnn.." Moans and whimpers were all Nami's once logical brain could come up with before this man entered his life. Stars and dots of color were present before Nami's eyes, as he just gave up restraint and fell deeper into ecstasy.

Then came that new touch. The one located below him. Nami gasped loudly, shivers running through his body as the finger tickled and circled his virgin entrance. Nami's hand drifted to Alyxandyr's head, finding a place ontop of it and lacing his fingers in the snow-white locks. His other hand drifted up to his mouth, where he inserted a finger to bite down on to control his loudness. At this rate, someone would knock on his door complaining about the noise and they'd be caught. Nami just closed his eyes, panted steadily and bit on his finger as he enjoyed the treatment for all it was worth.

[Alyxandyr Demitrios]

The sounds coming from the boy's mouth were music to his ears. The corners of his mouth just barely twitched upwards in an interrupted smile. He moved his left hand back to run his fingers and palm up the back of the boy's thigh, his right hand itching to get in on the action. It took it's twin's former position at the base of Nami's erection, his fingertips drifting over the flesh at it's base. His eyes had slid closed again as he resumed the rhythmic bobbing of his head, picking up just a bit more speed. A few more runs up and down the boy's length were made before his fingers moved back, his lips reaching all the way to the base of the boy's extension. It wasn't exactly easy to ignore that damnable gag reflex, but after a while, he'd learned to subdue it. He remained in the position for a bit longer than normal, running his tongue over his lover as the man's suckling became more intense.

He began the motion again, returning his hands to the boy's hips, lifting them a bit off the bed. He wanted to hear the boy call his name again. He wanted to hear the boy scream, as sadistic as it sounded. He didn't want a pain-filled shout, but instead something that echoed just how good this whole thing felt. He didn't care if anyone heard and complained. He wouldn't go answer the door for them and if they managed to get in, he would gladly throw them right back out. This was his time to be with his lover, everyone else be damned. What was the worst that could happen, anyway? Nami could get kicked out, possibly, but that wouldn't be a big deal. After the boy finished whatever he wanted to do on this planet, he was taking him back to Zerca as soon as possible. Getting kicked out of this apartment when he was just going to end up in an even bigger one on another planet would not matter.

He hands jerked into motion again almost with a mind of their own. Alyxandyr ran his fingers over the boy's lower stomach. He wondered briefly if the boy was ticklish. Most everyone had that odd tickling feeling when something brushed over that reach of skin. In conjunction with the motion, when Alyxandyr's mouth reached the end of Nami's lenth once again, he stayed there, gently sucking and teaching the younger blonde's head with his tongue as one hand came back to carefully stroke the now abandoned flesh.

[shinta]

“Sensei…” whispered Shinta. “Am I beautiful? Do you like the way I look? Do you like me? Sensei…I really like you… Daisuki…”

The boy was blushing now. He wasn’t sure how to ask something like this of the other man. He had never asked this of someone before. In fact, he had never really cared before if someone found him pretty or not. It just meant a lot to him if the words came from Lysander. He wanted to know that the man liked him and he wasn’t sure why it mattered. Looks weren’t everything and Shinta knew that, but it was different when Lysander was involved. This person was very important to him and even though Shinta had many relatives, no one had ever been as important to him as Lysander. It was an odd feeling to have someone this important to him. Shinta reached out and grabbed Lysander’s hand suddenly. He pulled the man into his room and closed the door behind him. The boy let go of the other’s hand and leaned against the door. He kept his gaze towards the floor and didn’t say a word. His cheeks were stained red and he fidgeted a bit. He heard the sound of a door slamming and footsteps as his brother walked down the hall. Shinta knew he wouldn’t see Zetsumei for a while now. His brother disappeared for long periods of time and no one ever said anything about it. Shinta never asked about what he did. It didn’t matter anyway. He didn’t care.

There were more footsteps and it seemed like his father had left the room too. His father wandered the house a lot. He was usually found later in the library somewhere. That left him all alone with Lysander. His mother was probably in her study and she never came looking for him anyway. This part of the house was usually deserted, save for Shinta and his father. The boy wasn’t sure if he wanted to be alone with Lysander of not. He felt a little nervous and besides, he’d never been completely alone with someone before. In fact, he’d never actually talked to someone before either. He supposed shyness played a key factor in it, but that wasn’t the whole reason. There were many reasons as to why he was always so uncomfortable around others. However, Lysander didn’t make him feel uncomfortable. It was odd. The man should, but he didn’t. Shinta wasn’t sure what to do next, though. Life was hard… It was too bad it didn’t come with an instruction’s manual of it’d be much easier to do go through this.

“Anou…Sensei…will you really stay here with me…?”

He wanted some sort of guarantee that Lysander wasn’t going anywhere. As selfish as it was, Shinta was hoping Lysander would tell him they’d always be together. He wanted his doctor to hold him tightly and never let go. But, he wasn’t sure what he could do to make the man stay. He wanted to do something that would make him want to be with his always. Well…there was something… Even though he’d never thought of doing something like this before, it didn’t feel wrong with Lysander. The red haired boy slid down the door. When he was on the floor, he sat up and crawled closer to Lysander. He stopped in front of the other and gave him a childish smile. He then proceeded to unbutton Lysander’s pants using his teeth. Shinta was somehow able to get the button undone and was already working on the zipper. There was no fear of getting caught since the door was locked.

The boy’s small hands reached out to start pulling the man’s pants down. It was easy for the boy to get Lysander’s pants around his ankles. Shinta had such a disarming smile that you never knew what to expect from him. He was always able to get past your defenses and make you let your guard down. With such an innocent face, it was hard to picture Shinta doing adult things, but that was what he was doing right now. Even though he had no experience and was very nervous, he was doing this. The boy had his hands on Lysander’s hips, ready to pull the underwear down too.

“Ne…I’ve never done this before…” mumbled the boy. “…but I want Sensei to stay with me and I want Sensei to like me… Can I do this for Sensei?”

((Daisuki – I really like you.))

[Lysander Sotiros]

"Sh-Shinta..." The boy's name caught halfway in his throat as the boy dropped to his knees in front of him, using his mouth to unhook the button and unzip the fly of his pants. Gods, this was confusing. Now his mind was starting to protest again. He really didn't think this would end up this far so soon. It was completely irresponsible of him to let the boy do such but found himself unable to protest as the boy's hand found his hips again and the last question was asked. Shinta wasn't the only one blushing. The man's cheeks were tinted with quite a shade of red. He didn't know what to do, dumbfounded for a moment as the other waited for answers. What could he say? With a sigh, he finally gave a small smile. He gave up. Again, fighting this feeling was next to impossible and stupid anyway. He would've broken the boy if he had turned him away. In the process, he would end up just as hurt as the younger boy would be, too. He dropped a hand to cup the boy's cheek, his smile brightening a bit, "Only if you want to. Either way, I'll still stay with you."

The older man dropped to his knees gently in front of the boy, one hand still cupping his cheek and his other arm sliding around the small of the boy's back to pull him even closer. He leaned forward a bit, pressing his lips against Shinta's. He wanted to explore the boy's mouth again. He wanted for the only thing separating them at the moment--their clothes--to be gone and long forgotten. God, he wanted this boy. He wanted to make him his own, though that thought was confusing in itself. What did it mean, exactly? How could he do this? Something in his mind was insisting it to him though. Perhaps it was a 'you'll know when the time comes' type of thing? He hoped it was.

"You don't have anything to worry about. To me, you're the most beautiful person in the world." He mumbled as he pulled back slightly from the kiss, just enough so that their lips still brush against each other as he talked. He pressed a chaste kiss to the boy's lips again before resuming his speech, moving his hand from the boy's chin to tangle his fingers around the red locks of hair gently. "I love you."

[shinta]

Shinta could have cried. This person had just told him the things he’d always wanted to hear. This person thought he was beautiful and he had told him he loved him. That was something he thought he’d never hear from someone. After all, everyone always made it seemed like it was impossible for someone to love him. Yet Lysander did. For some reason, Lysander loved him. He told him sweet things and made him feel wanted. Shinta liked that feeling. He also liked the feeling of having Lysander touch him. Even though it was odd for him to like being touched, it felt right when Lysander did it. He liked the other’s skin against his own and when the man had pressed his lips against his, Shinta was sure he was going to melt. He was so eager to be with this man and he didn’t care what he had to do to get him to stay. He had just offered the man his body too. Shinta wasn’t stupid, just a bit naïve. He knew what sex was. Every fifteen year old knew what sex was. He had the internet and television, so it wasn’t like he was sheltered. But still, it wasn’t like he had ever let someone touch him like this before. He had always kept a safe distance away from people and never once had he been kissed before. He let Lysander do it, though. Maybe it was because of theses feelings that he couldn’t make go away. He knew what they were now. As hard as he had tried to make them go away, they were too strong and he was sure he knew what they were now.

“Sensei, I love you too…” whispered the red head.

He wrapped his arms around the other’s neck and pressed their lips together again. The man’s pants were already down and Shinta wanted to get started on his other clothes. One of the boy’s arms moved from its position and started to unbutton the man’s shirt. He released the other’s lips when it became difficult to breath. He wondered what cam next. After all, he had never done this before and he expected that Lysander would know. After all, the man was older than he was. Shinta was nervous again. He wasn’t used to being in a situation like this and he wasn’t sure what he should do. After all, he was on the floor with some pantless guy he had just met. It was amusing, yet scary at the same time.

“Sensei, are you going to undress me now?” Asked the boy.

He wanted his clothes to come off too. As he finished unbuttoning the other’s shirt, he wondered what it’d be like to touch the other’s bare skin. He wanted to know what it’d be like for his bare skin to be against Lysander’s when no clothes were present. The boy ran his hand on the other’s chest. It felt nice just like he thought it would. The man was practically wearing nothing. He just had underwear and shoes, and both had to go.

“Sensei, what should we do now?” The red head asked the other, smiling up at him.

[Nami Amakura]

" Nn...ahhh! " Nami cried out, as he withered and trembled by the warmth that had surrounded him now. His fingers abandoned his mouth now, to only entangle themselves in the strands of Alyxandyr's hair as he cried out in both anticipation and bliss. Nami shivered and cried out at the sudden burst of speed from the man on top of him, the boy digging his head harder back into the bed as he just panted and trembled. Nami was lost in a field of bliss, new sensations and feeling forming up in the pit of his stomach as his legs twitched and shook by Alyxandyr's head. The older man's tongue would send the boy into a spree of shivers and groans. Nami's back would arch at random times, the warmth almost too much for him.

Nami gasped as he felt himself getting pulled off the bed slightly, hands unlacing from the hair to grip the sheets above his head. He panted loudly, eyes opened half way as he watched the erotic movements that made him quiver below him. " Nn...s..stop...I...Im ganna..." Nami panted out, as he bit his bottom lip gently to suppress a cry that was building up in him. A familiar sensation was building up inside of him as well, knowing too well what it was and he feared were it would find a home. Nami couldn't control it though and Alyxandyr's mouth was only making it happen sooner. Nami shut his eyes tightly, gripping the sheets in his fingers as his back arched sharply. Nami let out a cry that could only be found in the pit of his soul, one derived from passion and bliss, and with that cry of Alyxandyr's name he came. Nami shivered slightly as he spilled himself in Alyxandyr's mouth, falling back onto the bed in heavy panting and closed eyes.

[Lysander Sotiros]

He loved hearing those three tiny words come from the boy's mouth. He had half-way, somehow expected them to be said yet the more logical side of his mind was saying there was no chance and even if they were, they'd just be with no meaning behind them. Besides, they were little more than strangers to each other now after about thirty minutes of meeting each other. But, he knew there was a deeper meaning behind those words when the boy had said them. Shinta did mean it, he was positive of it. People had told him those same words before, but he always knew they carried very little emotion behind them. To others, the words had been used as nothing more to create a false sense of caring that any semi-intelligent person could've saw through.

"Of course. I want to see all of you." He whispered, his hands gently dropping to the hem of the boy's t-shirt. His fingertips barely slid under the fabric before he carefully tugged at the shirt to free the boy from it. While not nearly as easy as removing a button-up shirt like his own, with a bit of careful manipulation, he finally pulled it free of the boy's arms. Without the least bit of hesitation, he lowered his lips to the boy's neck, kissing the boy's skin gently before slowly moving down to his collarbone. His hands returned to rest on the boy's lower stomach as he gently kicked off the pair of dress shoes still on his feet. Once the annoying footwear was off, his fingers slid a bit lower, unbuttoning the boy's pants. He toyed with the sipper a moment before pulling it down as well, sliding the garment free of Shinta's hips. He couldn't get the pair of jeans past the boy's knees quite on his own but figured he'd let Shinta take care of the rest of that.

"Well..." He mumbled, pressing his lips against the boy's for a few seconds before pulling back with a thoughtful look on his face. What to do, what to do? There were so many options, each better than the last one that came to mind. But, he didn't want to rush this at all. If anything, he wanted to draw it out as long as possible. He absentmindedly brushed his fingers over the boy's shoulder and down one side of his chest, one fingertip barely toying with one of the darker bits of raised skin before falling even farther down Shinta's stomach, stopping at the younger boy's underwear. He raised his gaze to Shinta's with a sly smirk, "Should we get rid of these?"